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April 2011

9 posts

happy distractions

“Where are you taking me?” Kurt asked, reaching up to untie the blindfold. “Nuh-uh,” Blaine said, gently swatting Kurt’s hands away from the cloth. “You don’t get to see. Not yet.” “Blaine, I have three papers to finish and sixteen equations and I haven’t even looked at the music for our new number, and-“ “Baby, you work too hard.” Blaine murmured, stopping Kurt’s words with a kiss. He led...

“Dude, what the heck is that?” Finn asked, staring at the…thing resting on Puck’s table. “Our science fair project.” “Science fair? Our?” Finn asked, his eyes widening as he realized just what his best friend meant. “You’re not dragging me into the science fair, dude, that place is full of dweebs!” “Look, I need to boost my science grade or they won’t let me play football, and I know for a...

“Artie? What are you still doing up?” Quinn asks softly, approaching the dimming campfire and the boy who was still sitting by it. He turns at the sound of her voice, and gives her a sheepish smile. “Oh. Hi, Quinn.” He says softly, and she gives him a small smile, taking a seat next to him. “I was just admiring the campfire, that’s all.” He adds, looking back at the flickering flames. The...

here's all of them in order if you want.

nadia-mcconnell: part one part two part three part four part five part six This one involves Quinn getting married to the wrong boy - and the story of how the man she stil loved tries to get her back before it’s too late.

another mystery ficlet completed!

nadia-mcconnell: for the complete collection of someone’s missing, look no further! part one part two part three part four I know I haven’t been updating this blog much, mostly because I’ve been posting my writing on my personal more. But I’ve been writing tiny ficlets, and here are the links to one of them.

March 2011

20 posts

He couldn’t bring himself to go into the hospital room for the first few days. He hated hospitals. The last time he had been in one, his dad had been in a coma. It’s a good sign, right? Your dad was fine, and I’m sure he will be too. People often told him that, giving him a clap on the back and a sympathetic smile. Kurt would just glance at them and purse his lips. Hospitals were never a good...

Hi, everyone. Firstly, I’d just like to thank you for liking my stuff as much as you guys do! That last Quick drabble (well, not a drabble, but the one with the picture) has 68 notes right now. That’s a heck of a lot. So, yes, thank you so, so much for that <3 I am so grateful. Second, I’d like to let everyone know that I will be closing off the requests for awhile, and any...

aftermath: the facts

(intro, part one, part two, part three, part four) Julie Hudson was ten years old when she was hit by a drunk driver named Lucas Evans. She was hit outside her house, where she ran into the street to grab a ball that escaped her grasp. Lucas did not attempt to swerve out of the way, as he did not see her coming. She died at the hospital, after suffering four broken ribs, a broken femur, and...

aftermath: the killer

(introduction, part one, part two, part three) His name is Lucas Evans. He is a student at William McKinley High School, and he is polite, young, and an accidental killer. He sits across from us in the prison ward he is being held in, and his fingers twitch with nerves. We wonder if maybe he thinks we’re here to accuse him some more. Errantly, we think about how young he looks, and what his life...

aftermath: the mother

(introduction, part one, part two) Her name is Quinn Hudson, maiden name Fabray. She is a kindergarten teacher at Lima Elementary, and she is upset, devastated, and calm. She is the mother of Julie Hudson, and is married to Finn Hudson, and has been for three years now. She lets us into her house, a nice, pretty place, which only last week was filled with people for the funeral reception. She sits...

aftermath: the policeman

(introduction, part one: the doctor) His name is Noah Puckerman. He is a policeman for Lima Police Department, and he is tough, blunt, and worried. He has been working for the force since he was old enough to, and takes his job very seriously. He has dealt with several drunk drivers, including Lucas Evans, the boy responsible for the death of Julie Hudson. He lets us in during some down time in...

aftermath: the doctor

(introduction) Her name is Santana Lopez. She is a doctor at Lima General Hospital, and she is harried, busy, and heartbroken. She works in the emergency ward, and is always there in cases of need. She has worked on several patients, including Julie Hudson, the young ten year old girl who was killed. She sits down with us on her break, dark hair pulled up in a messy bun to keep it out of her face,...

aftermath: introduction

People seem to think that their lives aren’t intertwined with others. They think that they are separated from everyone else, and that they are lonely creatures. But that isn’t true. We are more connected than we think, and more often than not, it takes a tragedy to make us realize this. It’s unfortunate, but it’s true. The following documentary is meant to show that sometimes, it takes a death for...

It wasn’t a mistake. Of that much he was sure. It was live or leave, right? Hadn’t he heard that somewhere? And it was always better to live, right? He had told her that he loved her because he really loved her. It wasn’t because she was threatening to leave him because he – he, Will Schuester, of all people – couldn’t commit, and it wasn’t because he was afraid that she would walk away without...

sharon-graham asked: so so so so so.
I have wanted this prompt filled for AGES but no one has had the time to do it so I'm going to ask you.
of course I would like it to be Shell but if you see it being PERFECT for anyone else of course take it and run with it, but I think you'll find that it suits Shell best.
...or maybe I just have my rose-coloured shipper goggles on.

when the day met the night

when the sun found the moon she was drinking tea in a garden under the green umbrella trees in the middle of summer He had first met her when she was seven and he was eight, and she moved in next door to him. Although his mother had told him that there was a new kid, she had failed to mention it was a girl, so when Noah Puckerman popped his head over the fence, he was sorely disappointed to see...

the entire time

(for anon, who wanted to see friendship between Quinn and Artie) Quinn stood in the hallway in a state of shock. The only things on her body that could move were her eyelids, which blinked rapidly to keep the tears at bay, and her fingers, which twitched to do something to get her boyfriend – ex-boyfriend, ex-boyfriend, she reminded herself – back. The hallways cleared, and she was still standing...

darlingwendy: Read More I posted this on my personal, but it is my writing, so I figured I should reblog it over here.

February 2011

17 posts

Anonymous asked: i love your stories! i was wondering if you would write two stories. I know that is a lot to ask so you can deny. if yes, a story with quinn and puck(you can do whatever with it) and one with the friendship between artie and quinn. Thank you!

Anonymous asked: I have an idea but you might not like it. The glee club besides Quinn at a party and Pucks realizes how much he loves Quinn. He goes to tell her but she is taking care of Beth at home.

Anonymous asked: YOU ARE AMAZING. can you try writing blaine, but with a girl? i haven't seen ANY of that anywhere.

every time you lie

you still love her I can see it in your eyes the truth is all that I can hear every time you lie Rachel Berry was no fool. She was as intelligent as she was talented, and that made her extremely intelligent. She could tell when people were lying, and she liked to believe that she had a sixth sense about things. She was extremely in tune with the relationships in the Glee club, a fact that she...

if i should be so bold

Kurt sat in the library at Dalton, comfortably set in one of the overstuffed armchairs, his notebook in his lap and pen in hand, tapping out an irregular beat against the arm of the chair. He stared down at the piece of paper which had the start to several notes scratched out, all of them addressed to a certain curly-haired brunette Warbler. He felt like he was back in second grade with those...

God only knows how much I’d love you if you let me but I can’t break through at all “May I be excused?” Quinn asked softly, barely looking up at Mrs. Puckerman. Puck’s mother nodded, and Quinn stood up, taking her plate to the sink and rinsing it before turning, leaving the dining room and swiftly moving upstairs, into her room, shutting the door behind her. Puck watched her as she...

do you know, do you know it was love from the first time we touched “I love you. I knew that I liked you from the moment you stopped me on the staircase and asked me what was going on. I turned around and you looked so innocent, that I knew you didn’t go to the school. I didn’t mind though. You were too cute to turn in. I answered your question and was suddenly nervous for this performance....

suede blue eyes

you’re always dancing down the street with your suede blue eyes and every new boy that you meet doesn’t know the real surprise These are some of the moments Santana enjoys most. Not the fact that there’s some guy staring at her girl while her girl practically dances down the hallway, head filled with some music that no one else could hear, but the fact that there’s some guy staring...

there exists a star

Admitting that he liked to watch the stars would have probably knocked off any and all man points he had gotten in his lifetime of being number one badass, so Noah Puckerman tended to keep that little secret to himself. Occasionally, when the night was clear enough, he would drive Hannah up to the small hill near their house and spread out a blanket, pointing out each of the constellations to her....

better than revenge

I never saw it coming, nor did I suspect it I underestimated just who I was dealing with she had to know the pain was beating on me like a drum she underestimated just who she was stealing from “Since when does Santana tell you what to do?” “Since we started dating.” He gave her a smile that wasn’t apologetic at all, turned on his heel, and left her standing there, alone in the hallway. Her...

alamanecer- asked: You come back for 5 minutes & drop a bomb like "On the Radio" on us & just LEAVE???? REALLY??? Guh.

Welcome back, btw. Missed you! :D

Noah Puckerman always kept the radio on while he was at work. He always liked to be in the know about things, so whenever anything interesting went down, he would be the first one to hear about it. It was always tuned to his favorite news station, which gave just the facts and only the facts, and in the meantime played old school rock until something fascinating and news-worthy happened. He kept...

“Dance with me.” Jesse said, holding his hand out towards her, standing on the balcony of the hotel room they were currently sharing. He had only been standing out there for only a few moments, but already, he was soaked through, his hair plastered to his face and his clothes clinging to his skin. “Are you insane?!” Rachel exclaimed, her eyes widening as she stared at him incredulously. Her arms...

I am so, so sorry I’ve been so inactive lately at posting and answering requests. I’m getting back on track with that, I promise.

drop his name push it in and twist the knife again watch my face as I pretend to feel no pain “I can’t, Artie’s coming over and we’re going to have a horror movie marathon.” Brittany said, flashing Santana an apologetic smile. “Maybe next weekend?” Dump him. Dump him. Date me. I would do anything to have you back. I know you weren’t really mine to lose, but it feels like it. I never realized...

I see you, you’re walking across the campus cruel professor, studying romances how am I supposed to pretend I never want to see you again Sometimes, he thinks, it would be easier for him to let her go if she wasn’t always around. Out of sight, out of mind, right? At least, he thinks that’s the saying. But she’s not out of sight. It’s like someone up there is trying to tell him something, because...

Sam, it’s crazy but Sam, I’m crazier for you “What are you doing here?” Sam hissed, pulling Blaine into the abandoned boy’s restroom on the third floor. He immediately let go of the blazer he remembered well, dropping it like it was burning his hand. He leaned against the sink, arms folded across his chest. “I had to talk to you.” Blaine said, his voice as gently firm as Sam remembered it. He...

January 2011

12 posts

You told me once that you wished your dad would stay home more. You told me that you felt like he didn’t really love you because he didn’t know you. You cried, remember? You’ll probably deny it, but I remember. I got to hold you then, remember? That was the first time we kissed. That was all we did. It was nice. It wasn’t rough like those other times, it was soft, and sweet and you smiled...